218: The Demon Star Hou Qing’s cool moves!

“You don’t play fair!”

Osiris felt like he had been played; even discarding a tool after it had served its purpose wasn't this quick.

His scepter was still in Song Zhong’s hand, and his current situation was not optimistic.

Gurgle gurgle!

Osiris suddenly heard the sound of bubbles coming from all directions.

He looked around in a panic, realizing that at some point, the space he and Song Zhong occupied was surrounded by a thin film of water.

With the Weak Water as a boundary, the Three Realms were isolated.

Song Zhong summoned the Weak Water, trapping himself and Osiris together.

Osiris looked at Song Zhong coldly, “Heh heh, you will pay for your foolishness.”

“Then let me see what you’re capable of!”

Song Zhong gripped the salvation banner tightly with both hands and swung it fiercely at Osiris.

Whoosh!

In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky above the Ghost City, and gusts of Yin Wind, carrying endless Evil Qi, roared through the clouds.

With intense friction and collision, black lightning bolts as thick as buckets let out muffled roars within the dark clouds.

Osiris narrowed his eyes; facing this surging heavenly might, he dared not be careless.

Now his Netherworld Death Realm was an empty shell; although he had swallowed a portion of Fengdu Great Emperor’s Reincarnation Law, it had not been thoroughly digested, so the power he could exert was ultimately limited.

In his helplessness, Osiris could only place his Netherworld Death Realm above him as a shield.

Rumble!

The black lightning, like a flood released from a dam, poured directly onto the yellow Netherworld Death Realm.

The moment the violent sandstorms and lightning made contact, they evaporated like water mist, unable to withstand the fierce assault.

Seeing that the yellow sand couldn't block the black lightning, Osiris gritted his teeth and, with a thought.

The towering pyramid, which stood amidst the yellow sand, rose from the ground.

The entire Netherworld Death Realm began to tremble with the transformation of this pyramid.

The pyramid burst forth with a dazzling light, soaring into the sky towards the black clouds and lightning.

This pyramid was the most important structure in the Netherworld Death Realm, crafted by Osiris with great effort.

Lin Qi Ye and the others looked at the sky through the Weak Water barrier, all stunned by the scene before them.

A colossal pyramid, like a scorching sun, crashed into the dense black clouds, seemingly intending to tear this part of the sky apart completely.

“What’s going on? Why are those two fighting again?” Lin Qi Ye asked, bewildered.

The scene was chaotic; they had witnessed Song Zhong kill Fengdu Great Emperor, and now they saw him attack Osiris.

Is this the world of adults? I want it all?

“Is there a possibility that Song Zhong has gone berserk?” Bai Li Pang Pang said.

Everyone listened and felt there might be some truth to it; this guy indeed seemed a bit abnormal.

Boom!

A dazzling light suddenly burst forth in the sky, forcing Lin Qi Ye and the others to quickly close their eyes.

The pyramid violently collided with the dark clouds; the two seemed like sworn enemies, with black lightning furiously striking the pyramid’s surface.

Black and gold lights intertwined in the sky.

The entire Fengdu Ghost City was illuminated, alternating between dark and bright.

Crack!

Cracks appeared on the surface of the pyramid, almost crumbling under the baptism of lightning.

And the clouds in the sky, under the illumination of the golden light, gradually thinned.

The cracks on the pyramid grew more numerous, like a failed ceramic piece.

Bang!

The entire pyramid collapsed, and most of the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

Osiris’s eyes showed panic; his opponent was actually this strong? Looking at the Netherworld Death Realm, now just a desert.

He fell into contemplation.

Osiris raised his withered palm, and the entire Netherworld Death Realm suddenly shrunk hundreds of times.

Gray and white Qi swirled around Osiris’s fingertips; the Netherworld Death Realm had now become the size of a mustard seed.

The extremely compressed Netherworld Death Realm, like a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment, floated on Osiris’s fingertip.

“Song Zhong, to force me to use this Move, you are worthy of pride.”

The Annihilation of the Land of the Dead, this was Osiris’s ultimate killer Move.

By compressing the power of the entire Netherworld Death Realm to the extreme, it caused a qualitative change; at this moment, the Netherworld Death Realm was like a collapse point.

Once detonated, it would destroy all existence in the surroundings.

This was the death of death, bringing ultimate destruction.

Song Zhong’s eyes also took on a layer of solemnity, and suddenly his figure became blurry.

Although he was still within the Weak Water space, he looked like a light projection, appearing so unreal.

It was as if he were a reflection on the water’s surface, rippling in the fine rain.

Song Zhong used the Rain Realm Ripple, his strongest defensive Move, which could almost evade most physical damage.

However, against a god’s attack, he wasn't sure if this Move could defend against it.

But in a life-and-death struggle, wasn’t this uncertainty precisely the thrill?

“Osiris, let me see what’s so different about your so-called killer Move?”

“Foolish human, even with power, you lack reverence for the gods.”

A chaotic color burst from Osiris’s fingertip; the Netherworld Death Realm had been compressed to its extreme, and the space around his fingertip actually began to distort.

“Die, Song Zhong, death is the price for you playing with me.”

Osiris extended his finger and lightly pointed in Song Zhong’s direction, “Experience ultimate despair!”

That chaotic ball of light emitted terrifying power, but a strange scene occurred.

The ball of light didn't Move; it remained on Osiris’s fingertip.

It was like a piece of chewed gum, stuck to his hand.

Huh?

Osiris was baffled.

Song Zhong was also baffled; this was your ultimate killer Move?

After so much build-up, he thought he was going to do something big, but he ended up doing something… lame.

Your Netherworld Death Realm seems to have a mind of its own.

A cloud of dust rose from Osiris’s forehead; as a mummy, he couldn't sweat.

What’s going on?

Why wasn’t this Move obeying him?

He brought his eyes closer to his fingertip, and suddenly Osiris’s expression changed.

An unbelievable expression filled his mind.

Within that chaotic light, a strange crimson color had appeared.

What’s happening? Where did this color come from?

…

In the System Space, Demon Star Houqing looked at the slowly rotating crimson mist in his palm, unable to suppress the smile on his lips; he simply couldn't.

“Tricks, who doesn’t know them? Since those two guys, Shen Tu and Yu Lei, can cause trouble, why can’t I?”

Ever since the coffin fellows had a brainstorming session last time, Demon Star Houqing had been up to something.

He wanted to establish his own anchored world.

So, when Yue Huai summoned Osiris, Hou Qing secretly manipulated a portion of the crimson mist, seeping it into the altar.

From that moment on, even Osiris hadn't noticed that he had already been corrupted.